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H bMS Am 1118.95, Box 9


it is our own infirm purpose
un-alertness of spirit -
uncultured judgment, that
splendid giant of our dowry,
and unconsecration of aim.
We are certain Hardy would
sing with us -

Oh Wind of Destiny,
But wind of Heaven!
Then hold the rudder firm
Let sails in full be given
Omnipotent the gale
By which thy shell is driven.






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